Luyện nghe bài hát Candy Paint & Gold Teeth

I'm from the south, Southern
food dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners
I'm from the south where the old folks don't mind they business
Strip clubs is our culture we heavy spenders

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Candy Paint and Teeth
Paint and Gold Teeth

I'm in Riverdale on 85, at Annlers' eatin' Soul Food
Clayton County attitude let me know if you too
all night with my people
And if yo' ass go hungry man old folks they gon' feed you
I bring like Sammy Sam, I'm so plain fly
Twista, Do or Die
Car clean no and tie
boy like Willie D
Cartier wood grains like I'm Pimp C, I hold the like Bun B
I ain't from the South that's that country shit
Fish and grits, y'all full of bits, wet paint, big
You can't help, but done notice it, put the beat in it, dark
I'm coolin' it wit' my bad bitch, she sick ass not average
Country hair with good manners, Riverdale where we at

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Candy Paint and Teeth
Candy Paint and Teeth

Man I'm low in my old school, and my locs is on, and I'm so cool
And my top is dropped, so there's no and I'm shinin' hard as my gold tooth
I'm trill as hell, and I'm heavy set, pray to the Lord, but don't get it
I'm the hood, and I represent, and I turn it up like the deficit
I'm from Texas bitch, no Lexus bitch
Where we ride on fours, with doors that part no plexis bitch
So you best not test us bitch, cause we will get bitch
Catch you on yo' block wit' big black Glock take more than yo' necklace bitch
Tell me who gon' check us, bitch, we outside, down for the hood nigga we gon'
My gladiators, yeah they go live wit' them and them 4 5s
So yo' step, and know yo' place, you ain't trill don't show yo' face
Cause I'll pull and pop, and catch a case, and I'll leave the scene wit' no trace

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Candy Paint and Teeth
Candy Paint and Teeth

Luda!
Fresh out the shop and the candy coated stacked on amazin' wheels
Seats look like I hollered at the peanut butter company and made a deal
Trucks shakin' like jelly these ready to check the spread
Cause I get that cheese, and I sandwich myself the bread
So keep yo' mind on yo' riches, and get yo' right
Cause in these you not safe unless yo' codes right
This southern living is something you ain't never seen
Ask any hustler his favorite is money green
Blacked out tint white spinnin'
Lookin' for the ham hock neck bone, collard green, cornbread eatin'
We country ass certified gangstas in the south
When you speak about who's hottest watch yo' mouth

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Candy Paint and Gold
Paint and Gold Teeth